Sons Of The Free - Sally Oldfield

Oldfield

A summer dawn is coming

There’s a rare lightning on the sea

And on the fishing fleet and the men coming home

I wanna run down there, wanna meet them

Oh I love to be with the sons of the free!

Love to be with the sons of the free!

They’re born of the wind

There ain’t no man gonna rule them

Their feelings run deep and strong

They got a real heartbeating through them

Oh I love to be with the sons of the free!

Love to be with the sons of the free!

They’re moving!

Moving on!

They’re moving!

Moving with the sun!

Love to be with the sons of the free!

Love to be with the sons of the free!

The stars are singing

There’s a high tide in my heart

I can hear the men on the beach

They’re bringing good news from afar!

Oh I love to be with the sons of the free!

Love to be with the sons of the free!

Oh I love to lie!

Oh!

I wanna live and die

With the sons of the free!

Oh I love to lie!

Oh!

I wanna live and die

With the sons of the free!

Oh I love to lie!

Oh!

I wanna live and die

With the sons of the free!

Oh I love to lie!

Oh!

I wanna live and die

With the sons of the free!

Oh I love to lie!

Oh!

I wanna live and die

With the sons of the free!